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You are now the main character in the last novel you read

I am Declan, a 16 year old boy
who lives with his rich father in an ordinary
sized house along with his father's 'almost'
wife. Declan's mother is gone.

The name of the book is A Thief in the House of Memory,
which sounds like it might be about Alzheimer's. In fact,
a robbery takes place in The House of Memory, which is
an historical mansion Declan's father owns & maintains.

After the robber dies in the mansion, Declan wonders if
he is going crazy, hearing & seeing ghosts, or if his
father has done something terrible.
 
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I was another 16 year old boy again this week.
This time I am epileptic. The warning that a
seizure is coming is the aroma of flowers. All
the words go away, then I go away. When I
come back, it takes awhile for the words to
return, too.

I have a scar on my back from when a dead
horse fell on me. My mother died when the
dead horse fell on her. I broke some of my
back bones, and now I have a scar.

My friend makes up a new description every
day for what the scar looks like. My father
wrote a book about tiny sex crazed aliens
that eat people. They have markings on their
backs just like mine, but not from a horse
falling on them.

100 Sideways Miles
http://books.simonandschuster.com/100-Sideways-Miles/Andrew-Smith/9781442444966
 
I am Isaak Sellanraa, the most self-sufficient man in the history of ever.
 
I am Bryon, a teenage boy in the early
1970s. I like to drink and get into fights.
I think hippies are ok, but I'd rather drink
than smoke weed, because the jail time is
less if you get caught for underage drinking,
than for any kind of marijuana use.

I used to be close with my 'almost' brother,
the kid who lives with my mom & me, but
he seems to be changing. Or I am changing.

That Was Then, This is Now

I didn't enjoy this book much.
The characters seemed dull witted.
 
Uh oh, that doesn't sound good for my life expectancy. I've been reading A Feast for Crows. (GoT)
 
I am Mildred, a scholarship girl at a witches academy.
My cat is *the wrong color* and I get in trouble often.
I turned myself into an ant and forgot how to reverse
the spell once I had just a tiny ant brain.

The Worst Witch is what the headmistress calls me.

The Worst Witch
 

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